Wichita eagle., 1887-05-26
empty. They had escaped down rne NIL
with the guides.

empty. They had escaped down rne nln
with the guides.
We had no time to think. A tremendous
roar seemed to crush the air down on Us;
then crunching crash like cart wheels in
snow ruts a thousand times magnif1ed.
The light died out. We were buried alive
| in the avalanche.
nNfiss Katier' I screamed-"Mr. Ne
villev'
eyes; here we are, !" they replied.
"Gideon Grasper-is he here too!' l
said
There was no answer. Then he had
been caught in the avalanche and suffo-
Gated. A terrible doom!
We were silent for awhile. cannot
| tell you what the others thought. know
I prayed very earnestly Occasionally
could hear Mr.. Neville comforting Miss
Katie; and after awhile he spoke to me.
Mrs. Farmer, will you come here' I
think Miss Canton has tainted; she is
heavy and cold, he whispered.
l stepped toward his voice, which
sounded SO curious in the darkness and
deathly Silence, and took Miss Katie in
my arms. She lay passive. placed her
on the floor, and loosened her dress, SO as
| to revive her. We felt the awful silence.
Then perceived touch on my face. 1t
was cold; and Mr.. Neville said:
"Give her some of this"
took the flask and poured few drops
down Miss Katie's throat-and, I may
say. drank q little myself. Mr.. Neville
said he didn't want any; and he kept feel
ing his way about the little hut, trying to
| find the door or window.
''If we only had light" l cried, 1--WE
might save Miss Katie. am afraid she
| is dying. II we could only see''-
'What a fool l ami exclaimed Mr..
Neville. Then after pause heard him
striking match. In another second the
hut was lighted by wax vesta.
~ have six or seven more" he said.
Then he stopped, and by the light of the
tiny taper we saw that Miss Katie was
pale as death, her eyes and mouth tightly
closed, her hands cleEched and rigid.
'Force some cordial down her throat"
he said. 81 will chafe her feet" and he
knelt down.
'Hold another match, si-," l said.
'sLook; what's that yonder:''
He jumped up. Gan old lantern and
bit of candle in it. Now we are all
right"
He had apparently forgotten the ter
rible situation we were in. The candle
was lighted, and while it burned we
turned all our attention to Miss Katie.
After awhile she again breathed regu-
larly, and then the candle went out.
''Hurrahv' cried Mr.. Neville, who was
nearly crying, too. ''Oh, my darling,
you are better now: Katie, dearest, speak
to me!'
She only closed her eyes YEARLY.
"Keep her awake, for heavens sake
keep her awake! She will die If she
sleepsr' he screamed; 81 would give my
life for hers
He rushed toward the doorway, and be-
gan wildly to pick out handfuls Of the
snow. Was he mad? l called to him and
begged him to desist. He raved and
seemed demented, in truth, calling Miss
Katie, who lay still in my arms, while l
caressed her. and did all could to keep
her awake.
At length Mr.. Neville Gained down in
despair. He came and sat beside me,
holding Miss Katie's hands, and occasion
ally kissing them, as l could hear.
How long we remained seated thus l
cannot tell you. 1t seemed hours, when
suddenly we heard 4 thud overhead.
''They are digging for us. Shout!
shout!'
We two shouted. A cry answered rs.
Then we heard voices plainly. At length
gray light came in. a man with rope
leaped down from what seemed white
sheet overhead; and we were drawn up as
tenderly as babes.
We were laid, wrapped in blankets, on
e-$,n tohn ov,I id t<r hot vo1
of the village. 1t had been nearly demOl-
ished: and many of the inhabitants still
lie buried in the landslip which accom-
panied the avalanche. Most fortunately
the pension" at the extremity Of the
valley, escaped, with some few houses;
but the village is no more. Our friends
were all safe.
1t was long before Miss Katie recovered.
Her father came out with Miss Rose and
carried her home Mr.. Neville and his
sister accompanied them to London. l
was sent home before that, for was very
anxious about Charley; but some weeks
after my return Miss Katie drove up in
her little pony chaise and overdid ME with
thanks and kisses.
Mr.. Neville is coming to stay here,
Mrs. Farmer, and we-are engaged to be
August. 1ueu SHe Wills
pered: Ibid you hear about poor Gideon
Grasper?'
"No, MISS said in surprise What
about him."
1T was he who carried the news of our
danger to the villagers, and who rescued
us. He managed to avoid the track of
the avalanche after all"
Poor Grasper!'' I exclaimed. "Did
you hear what became Of him, miss?''
''Yes; he came and begged my pardon,
and lectured me kindly, tOO-gave me
advice never to play with mans feelings
again; and oh! Mrs. Farmer, l am so
sorry: am afraid have been a misera-
BILE fiirt.'
She began to cry, and comforted her.
Then she said that Gideon had left for
America. and her father had supplied him
with ample means.
''And so you are really going to be mar
ried, miss?" l said, after while.
Yes, Mrs. Farmer, 1 am really-in
August. Fancy that,''
1t was no fancy She was married, and
is still very happy in her new home, for
although she had tolerated some gentle
men for a while. and had had many offers
of marriage, she found her match in Mr..
Neville, and with him she kept her last
engagement.-Lucy Farmer in Cassell's
Magazine.
Among the things cheapened by dishon-
ia al nil Of